The Evolution Of A Goblin To The Peak

Chapter 1071: Destruction of the Ekatoe City: Shock across the city



Eight Head continued exchanging blows with Walfen, supported by Third Head. Their battle shook the entire area, and the land was left devastated-unrecognizable from the prosperous place it once was.

Bang!!

Eight Head landed another fierce punch before stopping midair. Intense pain coursed through his body as he fell to the ground.

"Eight Head!!" Third Head shouted.

Eight Head spat a mouthful of blood, his aura slowly fading. He had finally reached his limit.

He could no longer continue fighting. The effect of the potion had worn off, and he had drained his elemental power.

Thud!!

Walfen landed next to Eight Head, slowly lifting his head to reveal a wicked smile on his face. "Finally reached your limit, huh?" Walfen taunted.

He was in the same condition, but he had always been much tougher than them.

Third Head was also exhausted, but her condition was still better than Eight Head's. She could still move, though it was dangerous since Walfen still had energy left.

"I already told you," Walfen sneered. "You're all weaker than me, and all of you will die." He started laughing.

Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes and turned his head. He immediately swung the remaining arm of the golem.

Behind him, Isabella appeared. She raised her hand, but intense pain shot through her as the massive hand of the golem collided with her. She gritted her teeth and, with her other hand, threw a potion.

Her body crashed to the ground, creating a massive crater. However, the potion shattered on Walfen, causing a red substance to spread out.

In the next second, the red substance emitted an intense heat before erupting in a massive explosion.

Boom!!

A shockwave swept through the area as a massive mushroom cloud erupted. The ground trembled violently.

Third Head rushed to Eight Head's side, using her remaining energy to conjure a protective barrier.

"Damn..." Eight Head gritted his teeth, watching the explosion unfold.

Third Head's expression remained solemn. Though the explosion was powerful, they both knew it wasn't enough to take down Walfen.

Swoosh!!

The explosion's aftermath slowly cleared, revealing a huge golem emerging from the smoke. The golem slowly crumbled into pieces, leaving Walfen suspended in midair.

"Hahahaha!! Is that it?!" Walfen laughed maniacally.

"I applaud you for destroying my masterpiece, but in the end, I'm still standing, and none of you will be able to do anything!"

His laughter echoed in the air. Third Head and Eight Head exchanged grim looks, knowing that they could no longer fight Walfen. They had no energy left to continue.

Walfen was about to speak when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Argh... What's this?"

He fell to the ground, struggling to breathe. His throat felt like it was being burned.

"So, it's already taking effect..." a voice came from behind.

Walfen forced himself to turn and saw Isabella walking toward him, covered in blood, holding a bottle of potion in her hand.

He narrowed his eyes, trying to attack, but realized he couldn't control his energy. It felt as though something was blocking his mana pool, freezing it from the inside out.

"W-What did you do?!" he demanded.

Isabella didn't answer immediately. She continued walking, placing her hand on her chin as she mused, "Hmm... What did I do? I think you already know."

"Know what?!" Walfen shouted, his eyes wide with disbelief.

Isabella turned her head, raising an eyebrow. "You haven't realized it? The question you should be asking is: What is the effect of the potion I threw before?"

"What?!" Walfen's eyes widened further.

"It's difficult to affect you since you have strong resistance, but it all worked out in the end. I injected a potent energy-enhancing potion directly into Eight Head's blood to weaken you. After that, I threw another potion, which caused the massive explosion. Actually, the explosion itself wasn't the main effect. The main effect was the gas that followed the explosion," Isabella explained, pausing briefly before continuing. "You inhaled the gas, and it disrupts a person's energy pool. The main ingredient of this potion is the Shackle of an expert who has broken through their limits. It has a powerful sealing effect. It shouldn't affect you normally, but you're weakened right now. Also, with the power of the barrier formation, you won't be able to use your strength for... hmm, let me calculate... Oh, you'll be unable to use your strength for about an hour."

"N-No, you're lying!!" Walfen shouted in denial.

"You can try it," Isabella replied calmly, facing him. "Attack me. You know you can't gather your strength anymore."

"Then why?! Why aren't you affected by it?" Walfen demanded, his voice strained.

"If you think about it carefully, you wouldn't be asking such a dumb question," Isabella replied, her tone calm. "The purple smoke from before-it's an antidote that offsets the effect. I call it the [Anti-Limit Sealing Potion]. You must be wondering why it didn't affect you, right? It's because of the first potion I threw at you. That one has an effect that cancels out the [Anti-Limit Sealing Potion]. So..." Isabella smiled.

"The [Limit Sealing Potion], [Anti-Limit Sealing Potion], and [Reverse Anti Potion]-such a great combination. I didn't expect to test them today, but thank you for proving my theory

right."

She

Walfen, holding t potion in her and. Ifen glanced at bottle, his expression darkening as he seemed to realize something.

If Souta were here, he might have recognized this moment as a turning point. Isabella was becoming the Master of Potions, a role she once held in the game-leader of the Heavenly Potion Pavilion, which played a key role in supporting the alliance army against the Three

Bringers of Calamity.

"This is the end," Isabella's voice was soft but firm.

With a final, fluid motion, she threw the potion on the ground. The liquid inside splashed at Walfen's feet. In an instant, dark red mucus erupted, crawling up his body step by step, as if

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"Even if you restrain me, you can't stop my golems! They will keep moving until they've completed their orders!" Walfen's voice was filled with intense hatred as he glared at Isabella. But his words faded as the dark red mucus fully enveloped his body, sealing him.

Swoosh!!

Isabella's legs buckled, and she collapsed to her knees, her body exhausted from the

relentless battle. She had pushed herself to the limit, and despite her parasite regeneration ability, the toll on her was immense. The battle had been far beyond her usual capacity.

Third Head, supporting the barely-conscious Eight Head, approached Isabella. She glanced at the solidified dark red mucus and asked, "Is it done?"

Both she and Eight Head were inwardly surprised. They hadn't fully understood the effects of

the potions Isabella had been using until she explained it.

Isabella nodded weakly. Her gaze swept across the battlefield, and with a tired sigh, she spoke

meekly. "I...Umm... I-I need to go now."

Without waiting for a response, she turned and began to walk away.

"She's gone," Third Head muttered under her breath, watching Isabella retreat.

"Yeah," Eight Head nodded, still recovering from the battle. He turned to Third Head and

asked, "What should we do now?"

"We should rest," Third Head replied, her voice filled with concern for his condition. "With your current state, you won't be able to participate in any more battles."

The air was tense, but they both understood that there was little left for them to do. The remaining golems that Walfen had unleashed would be handled by others. The monsters and witches who had fought in the battles had already finished their tasks, and it was time for them to recover. They would leave the cleanup to the people of Astros, who were more than capable of dealing with the aftermath.

Meanwhile, Doranjan, Gragas, Yuko, and the other soldiers who had witnessed Walfen's defeat began to relay the news to their subordinates. Their morale surged as the news spread: Walfen, the Guardian of the Stone Fortress, was finally defeated.

The echoes of his defeat reverberated through the northern part of Ekatoe City. As Walfen's energy fluctuations dissipated, it was felt by several powerful experts across the city. They all knew that the tide of battle had shifted. Within moments, reports of the victory spread to others across the battlefield, marking a turning point in the war.

In the central area of Ekatoe City, Arden's battle with Kessa suddenly came to an unexpected halt. Arden's focus was broken as he turned his head sharply, his eyes widening in disbelief. "What?! Walfen's energy fluctuation disappeared..." he muttered, his voice filled with shock. In that brief moment of distraction, Kessa seized the opportunity and launched a flurry of

devastating attacks, her moves sharp and swift.

Boom!! Boom!!

Arden barely managed to react in time, but the barrage of blows rattled him, pushing him back as he struggled to regain his composure.

Meanwhile, in another part of the battlefield, Leorin, Arie, and Ferdin also froze as they felt the unmistakable absence of Walfen's energy. A ripple of realization swept through them all

at once.

"It only means one thing..." Leorin whispered, his voice tense with the implications. The news hit them all like a wave of cold realization. Walfen, the formidable Guardian of the Stone Fortress, had been brought down by the combined forces in the northern part of the city. The balance of the fight had shifted, and the tide was no longer in their favor.

In the southern part...

Arie was shocked for a moment, but after careful consideration, she realized it made sense.

She had nearly been defeated by three weaker opponents, and now a stronger one had

appeared.

Hono smiled and asked, "Are you worried about your comrade?"

Arie didn't respond immediately. Instead, she narrowed her eyes, scanning the surrounding

area.

"Don't worry, you'll be next," Hono continued. "You're not in your peak state, so you must have realized that you can't defeat me, right?" She took a step forward, her confidence

palpable.

That's right. Fighting Vashno, Eztein, and Franklin had drained a large amount of Arie's mana

and elemental power. Although the suppression from the barrier formation had slightly

lessened, she still couldn't use her full strength.

If this continued, there was only one possible outcome.

Hono flicked her fingers, and walls of flames erupted in four directions, completely enclosing

both herself and Arie.

"You can't escape."